To my hot gamer-girl friend, your husband really is a lucky man.

I gotta admit, when we first started working together, I thought you were just another girly-girl who only cared about yourself. We were both newlyweds so I always tried to make small-talk. It wasn’t until we got stuck on those long shifts together that we actually started talking. Who would have thought we’d hit it off so well.

I remember how you told me in your middle school days, when the other girls were getting boy crazy and glamorizing, you were kicking back playing Metal Gear Solid. We could talk about what we named our Final Fantasy 7 characters and which Mortal Kombat 2 character we’d play as. We can even talk about nerdy internet culture and stupid Youtube videos. You’re basically ever gamer guy’s wet dream. We even like the same kind of music. I enjoyed it when you’d play your iPod at work.

Not just that, but don’t get me started on how smokin’ hot you are. I still remember that first time you and your husband came and partied at me and my wife’s house. That dress was about 90% fuckin’ see-through. You seriously have the biggest breasts out of every girl I’ve ever known and your whole body is just amazing. I was staring quite a bit that night. Not to mention I’ve always had a thing for redheads.

We all got really drunk that night and started talking about some freaky things, like what we like to do in bed, what we get off on etc. Who would have thought you and I even have the same sexual fetishes and enjoy the same kind of adult films. After that night, I fantasized pretty regularly about you, who wouldn’t?

I’m writing these things because they’ve been stuck in my head so long, and I feel terrible about it. My wife makes me happy and I feel like I’m somewhat betraying her by fawning over you so much. Maybe by getting it in writing, I can relieve some of that pressure off my mind. I know I could never have you. Someone as awesome as you deserves to have somebody that makes you happy, and I’m glad your husband does it for you. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t sometimes think about if I’d have gotten to you first.

I’m glad to know somebody as cool as you. I enjoy still talking to you very much. And although I still sometimes think dirty things about you, know I would never cross that line and I appreciate having you in my life. Maybe now my mind can be a little more at ease. As I said, I feel terrible but needed to get it out.